I wrote the following poem a few weeks ago. It just came through me without being conjured or called. I felt the urge to grab a pen, and this is what came through. I hope it helps, especially in these times of turmoil when we may not feel heard, respected, appreciated for the journeys we have taken, when no one wants to listen to our story, when we feel alone in the world and our heart is heavy. Perhaps this offering that I received will offer you something. Here is the poem:
Let the sun be your witness, for it has warmed you.
Let the wind be your witness, for it has heard you.
Let the darkness be your witness, for it carries your story.
Let the earth be your witness, for it bears your pain.
Let the dawn be your witness, for it knows your dreams.
Let the birds be your witness, for they sing your song.
Let the water be your witness, for it washes your tears.
Let the whole Universe be your witness, for it knows you better than you do.
Let your Soul be your witness, for it has already gone where you have gone.
Be your own witness, for you know who you truly are.
Sending you love and support,
Jan Ketchel, Author of The Recapitulation Diaries